Today I’m excited to introduce something new on my blog. Hearts at Home is an organization for moms. A little more than a year ago we invited mom bloggers to become Hearts at Home bloggers. Several times a year we asked them to share about Hearts at Home on their blog.
Now we are adding a new element to the Hearts at Home bloggers experience. On the third Thursday of each month, we’re featuring a blog hop. All of the Hearts at Home bloggers are blogging about the same topic so you can not only enjoy my perspective on the topic, but you can click on any of the blogs listed at the bottom of this post throughout the day tomorrow to gain encouragement from other moms! (If you’re reading this post in email, you’ll need to click HERE to see the other blogs in the blog hop.)
If you’d like information on becoming a Hearts at Home blogger yourself, you can email Jessica Benzakein. Jessica is a volunteer who lives in Wisconsin and manages all of Hearts at Home’s social media.
Now for today’s topic: Have you experienced any miracles in your life?
The answer to that question is YES! In our family, we call those “God Stories,” and we have so many of them that we have a shadow box hanging in our family room with items that remind us of each miracle we’ve seen God do. Here’s our “Blue Car” God Story as I shared it in my book Real Moms…Real Jesus.
“Anne, I need to talk with you.” I began the dreaded conversation with our then almost sixteen-year-old daughter one Saturday morning. “You know that dad and I were saving money to buy a third car for the family so that when you turn sixteen you’d have a vehicle to use. What we didn’t count on was our well running dry (oh the joys of living in the country!). When we had to have a new well dug we had to use the car money. Now we won’t be able to purchase a car.”
Anne’s face reflected her disappointment. I was disappointed too. With four children (only God knew then that we would adopt a fifth child just two years later!) I was looking forward to some help with the taxi responsibilities. “I’m bummed, Mom, but I understand. I guess I’ll just have to pray for a car.”
I affirmed her decision to pray, but I had no idea how serious she was. Several weeks after our conversation Anne popped in the kitchen while I was making dinner and said, “Mom, you know how I told you that I would pray for a car? I just wanted you to know that I am praying specifically like you’ve taught me. I’m praying for three things:
- that it would have an automatic transmission because I don’t know how to drive a stick shift
- that it would be a four door since I’ll be taking my brothers and sisters so many places and it’s a pain to climb in and out of the backseat of a two-door.
- That it would be blue because it’s my favorite color.”
I stared at her in astonishment. “Wow! That’s a tall order,” I responded. “I think if God provides you a car, you’d better be ready to take it as it is even if it means learning to drive a stick, climbing out of the backseat, or learning to like another color!”
“I know, Mom,” she replied, “but God tells us to ask specifically so I am. And I believe He can provide if it’s in His will.”
I was astonished at my daughter’s spiritual maturity, but my heart was torn in two directions. I was so proud of my daughter’s faith. She was taking God at his word and her belief was strong. At the same time I desperately wanted to protect my girl from disappointment. This was a tall order and even though I believed that God could provide, I just didn’t know that He really would, and I didn’t want her to get hurt.
Several days after that conversation, I stumbled out of bed early one morning and decided to check e-mail before everyone woke up and the morning chaos began. I noticed an email from a man at our church who had never sent e-mail to us before. When I opened his message and read it, tears started rolling down my cheeks:
Hello Mark and Jill,
I’m in the process of purchasing a new car and my old one still runs fine but it isn’t worth a whole lot. I’ve been praying about what to do with the old car and today, as I was walking down the hall at work, God brought you to my mind. I think you have a daughter who will be driving soon and I’m wondering if you would like a car for her. Here are the basic details: it’s a 1983 Honda Accord, automatic transmission, four doors. Don’t know that it matters, but it’s blue. Let me know if you’d be interested. If you are, I’m willing to give it to your family.
“Yes, Mike,” I whispered aloud, “it does matter that it’s blue. It matters a lot!” I couldn’t believe my eyes. I was humbled by my daughter’s faith and God’s miraculous provision. God’s truth came to my mind, “According to your faith will it be done to you” (Matthew 9:29b).
If you don’t think that God performs miracles today, then think again.
What about you? Have you experienced any miracles in your life?
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